Wax And Wane — Cocteau Twins

Carrying prose Broke my real friend The devil might steady We wax and we wane The devil might steady We wax and wane

Licking alms The devil might steady Rattling we'll taste We wax and we wane The devil might steady We wax and wane

Caring is a bury gin shot The devil might steady Up 'till the wee wanes Oh, we laugh in their faces The devil might steady We wax and wane